Well I hope that my idiotic slave enjoys the events that I have planned for him today.
Im going to teach him about physics, how every action has an equal and opposite reaction. My inconsiderate and lazy slave thought that it, OK to make me wait the other day. So now I will teach him how miserable weighting can be!

Oh I see that you’re too stupid to get it, haven’t really caught on yet! You thought that this was going to be about impact play for my little pain slut. Oh no darling this is about just letting you stand there helpless and in pain while you “WEIGHT” for me to stop punishing you. Yes I know that just the pinching of the clamps is bad enough, but this lesson is about weighting, so you see sweetie the WEIGHTS ARE FUCKIN relevant you idiot! Oh Yes I know it hurts!!!!

Go ahead moan and groan all that you want! It just makes your punishment all that much more enjoyable to me, Oh does it hurt Poor little baby? Good I can see that it does, Maybe you’ll learn your lesson! Sorry that it’s so painful to be just be left hangin and weighting around, see how it feels. If he ever makes me wait another second I’m doubling up on everything next time

I will take my slave’s breath from him and control him in the most sensual yet sadistic of ways. I will tease and taunt him as I also torrture him. Denying him the simplest of bodily functions. My slave will not breath unless I allow it. He will suffer while entombed between my soft fleshy buttocks, He is in heaven, He is in Hell. such a befitting way to torment my slave..

Once I have finished with my sadistic side. I will allow him to partake of my boots. I will allow him to lovingly worship me. I allow him to be happy and content, for the moment, however it will be short lived.

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My slaves are trained from the onset to place me on a pedestal as their supreme Goddess. Any infraction of my rules will be met with a swift and severe punishment. This particular slave is in need of an attitude adjustment, and so I decided to play a game intended to remind him that there are grave consequences for those who disobey, and that one should always weigh those consequences when choosing ones actions.

And so, while bound and helpless, I proceed to add a variety of vicious clamps and weights to his nipples, cock and ball sack, stretching his genitals all the way to the floor. One by one I add more weights, gently caressing them, stroking them, swinging them side to side, as he moans in agony. With each new, heavier weight, his breathing pattern quickens and his moans escalate to screams. In the end, he has over THIRTY POUNDS of weights hanging from his body. Do you think he will now learn to WEIGH the consequences next time he decides to disobey me?

Still bound and helpless to my sadistic whims, I continue to add more and more flesh biting clamps to my slaves naked body. Followed by more and more weights to his nipples, cock and ball sack. I add the heavy steel weights one by one, caressing them, stroking them, swatting them, and swinging them side to side like a kinetic sculture, while he screams in agony.

With each new, heavier weight, he falls into a deeper state of submission. Exactly, as I intended it to be. All total, I must have added almost FIFTY POUNDS of weights distributed across his entire body, with most hanging from his precious manhood, of course.

Yet this is still not enough so I cover his entire backside with my gift of pain. Over and over again, I beat him mercilessly as he moans in agony. Thrashed into surrender, I get close to him, my body close enough to touch. As I look into him and command him to say “thank you,” I see the change come over his eyes. He has become yet another one of my helpless minion s.

I have my slave naked and bound to an inescapable whipping post I will teach him to love my whip. He will learn to love the sensation as every throw cuts through his flesh as though a razor blade. Listen to the delicious sounds of his suffering. The music that I orchestrate, the music that enlightens my heart and brings me such great joy!
Every ferocious strike evokes from him sounds that sexually arouse me and make me hot. But he will never know that he has that power!

Yes slave, Let me hear your misery, let me hear the suffering in your voice. Let my every strike bring about the sounds that are the very music to my soul. You are my instrument and I will play you joyously and with refined precision. The music that we make in unison rings harmoniously throughout my dungeon! Your every wince and whimper your every scream is mine! They belong to me. They may be produced in your lungs but they are mine to enjoy!

This particular slave is overdue for a much deserved punishment session for his overly inflated opinion of himself. Tonight I will surely take him down a peg or two…or ten. He had it coming.

First I strip him naked, leaving him only in a locked chastity cage and his neck tie, to mock his apparent revered standing in the corporate sector. His position in the business world is of no significance to me. This is MY WORLD, and he is but one of a countless number of slaves willing to devote their lives to serving my wishes and desires. A fact he will better realize after tonight.

First I pin him to a vertical bondage board and use a rather intense leather whip to tenderize his ass. My agonizing whip strikes rip into his ass flesh until he proudly proclaims that he is my pathetic shoe slave and financial servant. Good, we are making progress. Ha Ha!

Next I take him to the floor, force him to lie on his stomach and secure his wrists tightly behind his back. I order him to crawl on his belly and chase after my stilettos in the hopes of catching a momentary sniff or lick of the leather. But I do not make the task an easy one, as I saunter around the room leading him by a collar and leash as he slithers frantically behind to catch up. Surely at this moment, he is painfully aware that his apparent importance and ego have no place here.

To further drive home the point, I grab another unpleasant whip and put it to his thighs, back and hindquarters as grovels at my shoes. With each strike, his position of inferiority sinks in deeper…deeper…deeper. He begs for freedom from his steel cock cage and the opportunity for an orgasm. But there shall be none. In fact, little does he know that his genital imprisonment will be a long term commitment, starting right now.

Say goodbye to the world, prestige and freedoms you once enjoyed slave. And say hello to MY WORLD!

With my slave helplessly bound to my inescapable steel whipping post, he has no choice but to stand there and accept whatever degree of pain and pleasure I desire to inflict upon him. And on this night, my appetite to inflict pain is on him insatiable. Not because this minion has disobeyed me, or disrespected my position of authority, but simply because I choose to. Because I can. For my enjoyment. For my pleasure. For the fuck of it. lol

Beginning with my dreaded thrasher whip, I strike his vulnerable flesh again and again until his back is a mass of beautiful welts and lacerations. His cries of pain fill the room as my whip relentlessly takes him beyond his threshold. He pleads for mercy, but there shall be none. He begs for a reprieve, and I grant him a moment to catch his breath, but only long enough for me to retrieve an even more delicious instrument of pain, that being a short leather quirt. The sting of this whip reverberates throughout his entire body, as the leather rips at his baby soft skin, cutting it like a hot knife through butter.

I am both relentless and without remorse, as I break his mind, body and soul with my dreaded whips. It is through this intense journey of pain that he learns that his only place in my realm is at the end of my whip, and at the heel of my boot beneath me. If he truly accepts his position of servitude, then and only then will he find true contentment as my inferior.

Tonight I intend to bestow upon this undeserving slave a much deserved beating, the likes of which he will not forget anytime soon. I will break him of his annoying habits, and mold him to the point of possibly being useful to me. I start with an unassuming short leather quirt, a whip one typically might consider a warm up instrument. But for me, and even more so for him, a warm up will not be necessary.

Each and every time I throw this whip, it shall be done with cruel intentions…there will be no mercy, his demise is inevitable. His desperate pleas fall on deaf ears as I relentlessly tear his flesh with this modest whip. Again and again I strike with precision accuracy, as I welt and lacerate his torso from top to bottom. He is at his breaking point…lost in a masochistic dream state…no longer of the strength to even beg for a reprieve.

I continue the beatdown of my helpless slave with all the passion and fury one might expect from a true sadist. I transition to a braided galley whip as my appetite for his pain is insatiable. His broken and tattered state has no effect on me as nothing can quench my thirst to inflict more suffering on his prone body. His knees buckle as he holds tightly to the whipping post to steady himself.

His body is enveloped in a sea of scarlet cuts and bruises…he has lost the ability to think clearly…he is now mine to do with as I will. But we are not finished until I say so, and I say he shall take MORE until he earns absolution from his Goddess.

Goddess Mena and bella Bathory conspire to corrupt the newly elected Senator Hyde. Their end goal is to separate him from his vast fortune and plunge him into a world of eternal slavery. In unison the diabolical duo will force Senator Hyde back into total submission…because he was never truly cured of his weaknesses in the first place.

Senator Hyde will only be cured when Goddess Mena allows it! But until then both he and his life long friend Judge Eric are at the mercy of their own twisted fetish needs and mere pawns in the evil duo’s diabolical plan for world domination. When Mena and Bella are done draining them, both Hyde and Eric will sign their lives away to these magnificent Dominant Goddesses and crawl away broken and destitute.

Goddess Mena takes the word pet literally! Some Goddess’s have slaves, Others pets or critters. In this case Goddess Mena has found herself a little Pay Piggy! His off work hours are confined to a small cage that he has rapidly outgrown. But that’s ok there’s no need for a bigger cage when smaller rations of food will serve the same purpose and leave more money in Goddess Mena’s purse!